Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Christmas cards addressed, signed and sealed--Check.This is progress. One step at a time. One thing down and 10 million to go. Really, when am I going to have time. If it weren't for Cowboy, I would have 20 million things to do. Next year, maybe no gifts, no cards and a Christmas boycott. But I can't do that. I love Christmas. I love the craziness. I just wish my house wasn't so junkie in the process.Can't blog much, need to move on to the next thing.And by the way--my boy does have sock tan lines--didn't realize they were so noticeable. Didn't I tell you he was a country boy and can't go without his socks.

4 comments:

I was going to say that it sounds like you need a night out at Kokopelli's, but I am not sure if you have time. Maybe next week?? You do know that Kokopelli's makes everything better. (Just ask Lynilu)

Lynilu- you just don't understand about the socks. He wears them with everything in the summer, including his short with cowboy boots. He is a single person fashion statement. He would think short sox were "girly" and those ankles haven't seen sun for eons.

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